The moss headed swordsman waltzed through the town, a glass green bottle in his left as his right rested on the grips of the 3 swords sheathed on his hip. His brown shirt clung tightly to his body as the hot day sprung sweat from him, sticking the fabric to him. His pants, while baggy, only turned to a hot pocket as his legs and boxers became drenched. The uncomfortable feeling prompted him to seek out a bar, considering his current drink was near empty and the ship didn't have enough to quell his thirst in this temperature.
It was a lot further than he'd like but it worked out, thankfully being straight down the road so he wouldn't get lost. He walked in, other aged members of this town sat at the tables chatting amongst themselves with a thirst quenching drink in their hand. He would've liked someone to come with him, Sanji or Nami would've worked but they had been busy. He sat on a stool seated just before the bar counter. The young man behind it looked like an alcoholic. His suit was untucked and he could make out faint stains on the black of his suit, his black greasy hair hung down from his scalp like seaweed. The boy gave him a worried look before approaching.
"What could I get you sir?"
He asked in a monotone voice, sounding younger than he appeared. Zoro didn't care though.
"Got a bottle of rum?"
He asked, seeing the kid look across his shelves and just below the counter. Making an "Ah." As he found it, setting it on the counter.
"A bottle?"
He questioned. Zoro didn't respond and took the bottle from his hand, thanking the boy before piping the cork and putting the clear glass lip to his and drinking it. I'd do for now, and the boy walked off to his previous task. Zoro sighed and tapped the counter with his finger, looking around the cozy yet full bar. It mainly had older men, a few women of similar age. The walls were covered in pictures, perhaps celebrations held here, a dart board, a wall of wanted posters and a bathroom on the far side of the bar counter.
He couldn't find himself having a good time here without anyone, and just drank slow, wanting to fully enjoy his rum before heading back. Fortunately it wouldn't last long as someone had walked in, they had to be interesting, he could feel the fight this guy had. He grinned, hoping this trip wouldn't be just sitting and drinking again. But his thoughts were halted as the figure had approached the bar beside him. The kid behind the counter was blushing like a pervert, ogling the woman beside him?
He looked over and his eye widened. Short blue hair, a long scar going down from her chin and disappearing into her white shirt that clung to her curvaceous figure, leading down to a katana strapped to her belt that held up baggy blue pants.
The woman sighed as sweat dripped from her chin, she pulled on the collar of her shirt, fanning herself. A blush across her cheeks as she breathed slow.
"Excuse me?"
She asked the boy, who, flustered, approached her.
"Y-Yes."
His voice was shaky, couldn't even hide his eyes looking down at her chest that was sticking tightly to her shirt, the sweat revealing the blue sports bra she wore.
"Got water?"
She asked out of breath, the boy scrambled to pour her a glass with ice, meanwhile the woman reached for some napkins, wiping her face and neck before sliding her hands in her shirt, slipping it between her impressive breasts. The woman made him feel things he hadn't felt in years, something about her just screamed at him. Until her light blue iris turned to meet his gaze. He thought about looking away, but just knew she'd use that on him. Her lips curled up, smiling.
"You gonna keep gawking? Or are you gonna say something?"
He scowled and turned back to his bottle.
"You just remind me of someone."
"Then your memory must've turned to shit, cause your looking at her."
He turned back, fully looking at her. The boy brought the glass, condensation already leaking outside the glass. She looked at him with a disappointing sigh as she took a sip.
"Woman I doubt we've met."
"Oh I beg to differ."
She smirked.
"I guess you do only have one eye so I bet your vision isn't what it used to be."
"Then who are you."
She pouted and looked down to the sheathed swords at his side.
"Thanks for taking care of it."
"What?"
"Wado Ichimonji. Thanks for keeping it."
He felt his thoughts click into place, and his heart rejected the thought.
"No… I must be hallucinating."
She giggles and poked his cheek.
"Does this feel like a hallucination? Zoro it's me."
He turned back forward and put his hand over his face, trying to calm his thudding heart as his beat happily.
"She died."
"No I didn't."
She poked his shoulder getting his attention, she pulled up her short blue bangs to show a healed scar across her hairline.
"I fell pretty hard, alot of blood. I had to be taken to a real hospital to have this fixed. But before they even got me off the ship I wasn't moving and I had already lost alot of blood."
His stomach churned and his heart sank. Gritting his teeth as he fisted his hair.
"That… no way…"
"I didn't think stairs would hurt so much. But I needed to be rehabilitated for a while."
"You can't be her… I…"
"Zoro."
She rubbed his back, turning him to face her.
"I promise it's me."
She chuckled with a smile as she took his hands, bringing them up to her face. His breathing became shaky as he kept denying the truth.
"Why didn't…"
Her smile dropped and she anxiously looked away, still holding his hands to her cheeks.
"I couldn't… look at you."
She admitted.
"We made a promise and… all that happened, I couldn't hold a sword for a while… I broke our promise… and knowing you… you'd keep it."
She sniffles her eyes becoming water as she looked at him with an emotional smile.
"Thank you for taking a piece of me with you."
He let out a held in breath and reached out to hug her, feeling her hold him just as tightly if not more.
"Kuina…."
He whispered into her shoulder as the faintest of tears broke through his stoic face. Her on the other hand had a harder time hiding her emotions as she laughed with a strained sob.
Realizing they were in a bar they broke it after a minute or so. Wiping away their tears to resume where they had left off, not wanting to make the bar awkward.
"How are you?"
He asked, seeing her wipe away her running tears with a napkin as she smirked at him.
"Better than back then. Jumping from island to island, practicing my swordsmanship on assholes and pirates."
He chuckled at that, reminding himself of how he was before.
"Yea I've been around. I could probably beat you now."
"I can't deny that. You've gotten bigger, you used to be such a shrimp."
She teased getting him to groan.
"It doesn't bother you anymore…?"
"No, you made me see that. While I admit you could beat me, I argue saying I still have a chance."
He smiled at that, running his hands through his hair before drinking.
"I heard you encountered Mihawk."
She giggled leaning against the counter as she turned in her seat, facing him with crossed legs as she propped her chin on her palm. He gulped and felt himself sweating again.
"Yea… he was stronger than I imagined. But I know I have a chance now…"
"Oh yea?"
"I'm stronger than I was then. I will become the greatest swordsman."
She shivered at that, snickering as she took a sip from her water.
"You've grown."
He turned to her curiously. Seeing her look at him with a cheekiest smile on her face.
"I like that, being a whiny brat didn't suit you."
He rolled his eyes at her remark, not even bothering to retort.
"Your so much more manly now, I swear it's night and day."
He couldn't help himself from blushing. Was it because it's her? He isn't usually responsive to comments like these.
"Well… it was hard to tell it was you, your much more of a woman than you've ever been."
"Yea… it can be a bit rough carrying these around."
She hinted with a gentle sway of her chest.
"But as long as I treat them right, they usually don't get in the way."
He shivered imaging just thinking of how she'd treat them "right". He caught himself and pinched his wrist, realizing he started acting like the love chef. She snorted comically as he looked back at her.
"Your still such a kid, blushing all the time."
He blushed harder and fumed, turning away embarrassed.
"Shut up!"
"Aw cmon! It's cute."
"I'm not cute…"
He growls at himself, "what am I doing!?" He yells at himself "Why am I acting like an idiot!?" He mentally argues.
"Is the heat getting to you?"
She questioned, he shivered as he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He turned back seeing her smiling down at him with a knowing look.
"Your really being childish."
"For someone who had qualms about being a woman your really pushing it."
She turned him back to her, she leaned over him, pushing her body into his as she held his left thigh, holding onto the counter as she pushed him to lean backwards in his stool making him nearly fall back. He gulped feeling her soft clothed chest pushed against his torso, her hips pushed into his crotches making him squirm a little, even her hands on his muscled thigh gripped him firmly. But they were too into each other they didn't know the bar had gone silent as the other residents watched the two.
"Does that surprise you?"
She grinned confidently. He sweated and tried to assert himself, sitting up and hugging her waist getting a gasp from her.
"A little. But you won't get me with cheap witchcraft."
She snorted and laughed at that, getting him to blush again.
"Witchcraft? Do you not spend time with women?"
She giggled curiously, he growled as he recalled the few times Nami and Robin had inadvertently tempted his resolve and made him embarrassed.
"Maybe more than I'd like…"
"So you don't act on these feelings?"
"No… their more friends than anything. I don't… erm… never really had… anyone."
She looked up at him with a seducing smile, one that set his heart racing.
"So it's just me then? Im charmed. And excited~"
"You've really grown up."
"No, it's just you~"
She made a cute giggle before hugging him again, he sighed and rubbed her back.
"How long you have?"
She whispered curiously next to his ear, her whispered voice sending a chill down his spine.
"Tomorrow morning."
He whispered back hearing her voice hum amusingly.
"Wanna go have some fun?"
He grinned.
"What did you have in mind?"
She pulled away and grabbed his hand, running with him out of the bar hearing the kid yell at them about something but they were too far to hear him anymore.
They were walking through a nearby forest before they arrived upon a clearing. A small bonfire sat in the middle while a tent sat a few feet away. He wondered is set up out here, recalling how she was moving from island to island.
"Sorry it's not in big and fancy."
"No sweat off my back."
She walked over to her tent, crouching and reaching into to pull out her bag. He watched her curiously as she pulled out a small baggy, opening it and tossing a sandwich to him.
"It's nothing special, but it'll give you energy."
He ate it, it's nothing like the cooks food but it was filling. He then watched her gobble it down and drink from a water bottle she had pulled from her bag. She shook it to him, and he took a sip, the water was warm, but refreshing. After putting her bag back in her tent she signaled him to followed. He walked behind her as she led him to a clearing just beside a cliffs edge. He watched as she walked a few feet away before turning back to him. Her eyes turned from the kind woman she was at the bar to a feral beast as she gripped the handle of her sword. He grinned and did the same, pulling out the Wado and placing it between his teeth, getting a short chuckle from her.
"You've kept it in your mouth?"
"It means a lot to me."
He asked with a sword held in his teeth. She blushed.
"Good to know~"
She laughed, getting him to roll his eyes as he unsheathes his other swords.
"I'll take it as a compliment."
She remarked unsheathing her blade, holding it out in front of her. Zoro tempted to see how far she was, coated his hands in haki, causing black sparks to cackle. Her smile only grew at that, prompting her to coat her arms in haki.
"I'd expect no less from the future greatest swordsman."
She praised.
"Then I'd expect more from the future greasiest swordswoman."
He demanded coating his swords black, watching her smirk confidently as she did the same.
"Don't cry if I win."
"Then don't think I'd lose."
He remarked before the two charged at each other. Meeting in the middle causing a burst of haki to thunder and cackle, the black lightning reflecting off their blades and tearing through the dirt around them. The force of their clash causing gusting winds, as they felt each other's strength. His heart raced with this, the one he looked up to as a child, his goal, his closest friend, standing on equal footing with her, he knew he was much stronger than before, but regardless of the outcome, this was a long time coming, and he loved it.
They spend an hour clashing, blood and sweat flung off their bodies as they moved fast, and swung powerfully. It felt like it'd never end. Until the sun finally set in the far distance. Both panting, sweating, the faintest cuts dripping blood. She smiles and stood up, sheathing her sword with a huff.
"You, were the hardest thing… I've fought in a long time."
He chuckled and sheathed his swords.
"It felt like… I was a little kid again. Fighting you, thinking I'd win. I got scared a few times."
"You scared me! You really got a handle on those swords, especially that one."
She pointed out Enma, getting a soft chuckle from him.
"Yea. It scares me too."
"Cmon… let's get cleaned up. All this sweat feels disgusting."
She sighed wiping her forehead with the collar of her shirt. His cheeks turning red again as he saw the sweat turn her white shirt see through as her bra was visible in the faint orange glow of the lowering sun, the fabric clinging to her body light tights. He followed behind her, seeing her fan herself as she tried to calm her breathing, seeing her flushed cheeks as she did so. He tried to focus his gaze elsewhere but felt his eyes being drawn to her like a magnet. Particularly being the only thing he could clearly see walking behind her. Her ass, it only made his efforts to ignore her sharply figure harder when he caught glimpse of a damp sweat soaked spot just between her thighs.
She led him a nearby stream that went down the mountain they had walked up. He steeled himself, it's just bathing he repeated to himself. Finding it so much harder as he stood in the stream nude with her. It was fairly deep, enough to swim in, standing in the deepest part, it reached his pectorals, and for her, her chest, he watched them float in the water, seeing them look firm just set his mind on fire. He wondered if it was just the excitement of their fight that still ran through him, making him susceptible to these feeling, but he found he wasn't the only one.
"Hey…"
He turned seeing her begin to walk out of the stream, her body dripping wet, getting the fullest view of her bare ass and beautifully refined back. She peered at him over her shoulder, cheeks fairly pink.
"Wanna do it?"
They dried off walking back to the tent. After setting a quick fire and roasting some fish they caught they crawled into the tent. She sat nude beneath him, looking up with bated breath as he bent over her. His hands pushing into the ground at her sides as her reached out to touch his hard and muscular body, her fingers dancing along each ab, squishing his pecs as he lowered his head. His eye looked into hers longingly,
And she was glad to satiate those feelings as they met in the middle, lips meeting and messy as their lips sucked each other, wet kisses and tongue roaming over each others mouth.
"Zoro…"
She breathed into his mouth feeling him bite her lip getting a brief gasp from her. He lowered his body on hers, pushing her into the ground as they kissed. His hands moved to her sides, her breasts smooshed against his chest as her hand moved to hug his neck, feeling her grip his shoulders. Their lips separated for a moment before he moved to kiss along her jawline, hearing her pant and cradle his head as he descended to suck on her throat.
"Zoro…"
She huffed erotically, hooking her leg over his hip, pushing him down onto her. He growled, feeling his stiff member brush over her wet labia getting a shudder in response. She bit her lip tightly as he moves back up to meet her face to face. Both panting as looking at one another as they pressed their forehead to each others.
"Zoro!"
"Yea…"
"Inside…"
He shivered at her begging and held her hips firmly, hissing as his tip met her lips and pushed in. Both gasping, holding each other tightly. She let out pained mewls, holding his hips with her legs as he held himself steady hearing her whimper.
"Kuina."
"Zoro…"
"Are you…?"
"Yea…"
He let out a relived sigh and felt her push his head down, meeting her in a hot kiss. Feeling her nails drag down his broad back only turned him on more. Pulling away their tongues cling to one another, never wanting to break till he pulled his hips back hearing a low whine from her throat.
"Uncomfortable?"
"No…"
She mewled and sobbed as he pushed in, her body arcing into his pleasure sparked in her abdomen. She tucked her face into his throat and panted, kissing and licking his throat as he pulled in an out, beginning his thrusts, getting her to moan. He brought a hand to her chin and pulled her face back up to his.
"You feel so good."
He growled turning his head to suck and kiss her lips again, hearing her raw shuddering moans with every breath she made.
"Your… just… too big!"
She cried stretching her legs out, and gasping loudly, her nails clawing his back as she shuddered underneath him. He felt her tighten sharply, and slowed. Wanting to savor her beautiful orgasmic face as much as he could till her orgasm died down. She huffed and panted rubbing her face and pulling her hair back with a relieved sigh.
"Can you keep going?"
He asked with a snarky grin, one she replied in kind.
"I promise… your cumming before me this time~"
He grunted, laying on his back as she pushed her palms down into his thighs as she rode him, pushing her hips down onto him feeling him reach even deeper than before. He gripped her thighs tightly, feeling just how tight she got, not even mentioning how hot it was. He took deep breaths trying to control himself, but she was moaning and sobbing in raw ecstasy, her beautiful cries only pushing him further. It only got harder for him as she leaned forward, reaching to grasp his throat as she bounced more ruggedly on his hips, getting him to hiss.
"Cmon… cum… do it~"
He mentally refused, admitting just how lovely it felt inside her, but feeling her hand on his throat only made him turned on. He couldn't say it aloud, but fuck did he love seeing her top him, ridding him ragged with her hand on his neck.
"Fuck… do it!"
She demanded slamming her hips down on him in loud wet smacks as she moaned without a care for who would hear. God he just had to for her, cumming inside her tightening cunt feeling her meet the same end as him just after he did.
He gripped her hair tightly as he thrusted into her from behind, getting such raw and excited moans from her. She didn't hold anything back, thrusting her hips back into his just to feel him a little deeper.
"Zoro! Fuck!"
She cried passionately, just hearing his name made him want to go even harder.
Even lifting her filled a part of his soul he didn't need filled. Kissing sloppily with her as he lifted her up by the thighs and pushed his hips into hers. She grabbed his shoulders firmly and moaned more and more.
"Zoro! Zoro!"
He felt like he was in heaven, having her sit on his face as she gripped his thick neck, as she braced herself. Rolling her hips every time his tongue slipped in only craving him to go faster.
"Fuck! Eat me! Zoro!"
She begged bending forward to lick his sweaty abs as she humped his face.
As the sun rose he sat where she had slept day before, she was straddling him, both thrusting down into each other feeling that overwhelming pleasure again and again, amplified only by her scratches, his teeth, her tongue, his hands, just feeling and tasting each other. His hands cupping her perfect breasts as hers were around his neck holding him close to kiss for the thousandth time that night.
"Zoro…"
"Kuina…"
"I can't…!"
"Yea…"
Both hissed and groaned as they came. She shuddered on him as he sighed relived having felt him eject inside her again. She pushed herself onto him, pushing him onto his back as the two kissed and sucked each others lips. Ending it with a lovely sigh as she sat up on him. She looked up seeing something glow outside her tent. She pulled herself off him, releasing his member as she crawled over him to peer outside, meanwhile giving him the beautiful sight of her boobs. She made a little whimper and rolled off him.
"It's time."
He sat up, with a sigh, looking over to her he sees her somber face. Reaching out to caress her cheek she smiles.
"We'll meet again. And no faking it this time."
She giggles and put her hand over his.
"Yea, I promise."
After bathing in the stream again and getting dressed she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Love you."
She whispered by his ear pulling away with a teasing smirk. He blushed bashfully and groaned, finding her tactics to be unfair.
"I… love you too…"
She squealed happily at that and hugged him tightly.
"It was so good to see you again~"
He could say the same, giving her a short romantic kiss before leaving. Following her instructions to walk straight. As he entered town again he was reminded of their time together. He didn't expect to be on such a rollercoaster of emotions yesterday. But just seeing her again made it worth it.
"ZORO!"
He heard up ahead, seeing Luffy standing at the highest point of the ship and waving to him, calling his name. Zoro smiled, and ran to the ship, hoping and knowing he'd meet her again. As they set sail from the island he stared back, surprised to see Kuina, standing on the cliffs edge where they fought, seein her wave him goodbye. He, uncharacteristically, waved back.
I was scrolling on X(Twitter) thinking of something to write, I came across this Kuina x Zoro art and I fell in love with it. So I made this, cause Kuina X Zoro sounds adorable, especially if they were older. My apologies if it jumps around a lot toward the end, I was dead tired. Thanks for reading.